The van that crosses

"Master...Uncle Master, you...what are you going to do?"

"What happened here? What kind of beast, what kind of house cleaning?"

"Big monkey? What happened? Little wood? Brother?"

However, no matter how much he called his fellow apprentice brothers, no one responded, and all looked at him with angry eyes.

"Don't, don't, uncle, don't..."

Hou Tian wanted to escape, but he was seriously injured and couldn't stand up at all.

Then, Zong Weixia slapped him directly on the forehead.

Before Hou Tian could react, a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth immediately.

Immediately afterwards, a lot of blood flowed from the ears, nose, and eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Hou Tian's body softened, and he fell to the ground slowly, losing his breath.

"Today's fellow Taoist's birthday party, it's not appropriate to see blood!"

Zhou He's voice suddenly sounded.

The next moment, a flame burst out of Hou Tian's body.

In an instant, Hou Tian's body was completely burned by the flames, leaving no trace.

3Chapter 17 Zhang Sanfeng: Entering Dao with Martial Arts, Straight into Jindan

The moment the flame appeared, Zong Weixia was taken aback.

He hurriedly tried to avoid it, but found that the flame disappeared.

And Hou Tian's body also disappeared.

However, the flame had obviously burned to his right hand just now.

He picked it up and looked at it, but found that his right hand did not have the slightest trace of burning.

Even the floor didn't show any signs of burning.

It seemed that the flame had never appeared before.

"The Immortal family's means, the Immortal family's means!" Zong Weixia swallowed, and said with emotion.

At this moment, he really admired Zhou He.

In addition to the previous supernatural power of light and shadow, the supernatural power that makes people's inner memories turn into images, made Zong Weixia confirm that Zhou He is the descendant of the gods.

Not only Zong Weixia, but even those present treated Zhou He as a god.

If it weren't for the power and influence of their heads, I'm afraid they would have knelt down and shouted.

"Everyone, the matter is over, please!" Zhang Sanfeng said at this time.

His tone was decisive, and at the same time, he quietly raised his true energy.

As long as these people say no, Zhang Sanfeng will really make a move.

Even if his self-cultivation is good and his temper is good, he can't bear it anymore.

Fortunately, the people of the five sects are also very knowledgeable.

All of them greeted Zhang Sanfeng and Zhou He with clasped fists, and left Wudang Mountain directly.

Even the other martial artists who did not belong to the five sects all left Wudang Mountain.

Apart from these few people from Wudang Mountain, there were only a few guests like Zhou He at Zhang Sanfeng's [-]th birthday banquet.

Of course, in Zhang Sanfeng's eyes, Zhou He, a distinguished guest, already surpassed all the people from those sects who came earlier.

……

"There is nothing to entertain, and there are only some simple meals. I am laughing, I am laughing."

In the side hall of Wudang Mountain, there is a table of banquets.

Sitting at the banquet were Zhang Sanfeng, Wudang Seven Heroes, Yin Susu, Zhang Wuji, and Zhou He.

Wudang Mountain prohibits meat, so it can be said that all dishes are vegetarian.

It seemed that they were all home-cooked stir-fry, so Zhou Heba licked his lips and rubbed his stomach.

Not to mention, he is really a little hungry, but this little vegetarian dish is not enough to fit between his teeth.

Liu Shuntian, Erya, and Mao Dan were all swallowing their saliva.

The three of them had been hungry for quite some time, and Yuan soldiers would come to fight the autumn wind from time to time.

Where have they seen so many, such delicious food, even if it is a vegetarian dish, it has lured their gluttons out.

"To be honest, this order is not enough for my teeth." Zhou He said without hesitation.

Everyone was stunned when they heard the words, Song Yuanqiao was the first to react, and quickly said: "Then I am asking people to do more, and I am asking my disciples to hunt a wild boar in the back mountain."

Zhang Sanfeng didn't refute aloud, it was a tacit agreement.

After all, there is no reason not to let the guests eat when they invite them to dinner.

But Zhou He said, "Hehe, no need, one wild boar is not enough for me."

During Zhou Hehui's search, all the dishes on the table disappeared, replaced by pastries and spiritual fruits.

"If you are vegetarian, I will not eat meat. These desserts and spiritual fruits are rare and good things."

"Eat it, it will be of great benefit to you. But, remember, don't eat too much, otherwise, hehe!"

Zhou He reminded with a faint smile.

Those pastries are okay, they were obtained from the world of "The Captive of Food". Eating them can improve the quality of the body, and they are even more delicious. It's okay to eat too much.

However, these spiritual fruits are different. They contain very strong spiritual energy. Ordinary people will be full if they eat one or two at most. If they eat more, they will be overwhelmed by the spiritual energy.

However, the people present, except for Erya and Maodan, are all martial artists with internal strength.

Naturally, they can eat more, which can make their martial arts go further.

"Good...it smells so good..." Zhang Wuji sniffed his nose and said involuntarily.

Everyone swallowed their saliva, and they all felt that these fruits were fatally attractive to them.

"Everyone, please!"

Zhou Hedang picked up a fruit and ate it immediately.

Seeing this, the rest of the people started to eat quickly.

"It's delicious, it's delicious, it's so delicious." Maodan and Erya chattered non-stop.

The same is true for Zhang Wuji, with a happy smile on his face.

Within a minute, the three children Zhang Wuji, Maodan, and Erya leaned on the seat with a bulging belly.

"Master Zhou, your spiritual fruit is really extraordinary. I have eaten a few of them, and I feel that my skill has been improved for more than ten years."

Zhang Sanfeng ate a spirit melon leisurely, amazed.

"Hehe, fellow daoist, you can eat more." Zhou He said with a light smile.

"Then the poor will not be polite." Zhang Sanfeng also smiled slightly, speeding up a little.

……

This banquet ended very quickly, within half an hour, it was over.

The children were still struggling, but the Seven Heroes of Wudang were all sitting on the ground, practicing exercises.

The same is true for Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhou He ate the last apple, then looked around, and immediately pouted.

Immediately, with a flash of his figure, he disappeared in place.

There is no oil or water in my stomach, so I am not very hungry.

Zhou He found a secluded cliff on Wudang Mountain.

He directly took out a large amount of meat, and then ate it in big mouthfuls.

……

As soon as the time turned, it was night.

In the previous side hall.

Zhang Sanfeng was sitting at the door, holding a cup of tea in his hand, taking a sip from time to time.

The internal force in his body became thicker and purer, and he seemed to look a few years younger.

Obviously, Lingguo has greatly changed and improved Zhang Sanfeng.

In the side hall, Wudang Seven Heroes and Yin Susu were still sitting cross-legged on the ground, exercising their kung fu and digesting the aura in their bodies.

Everyone's aura was at least three times thicker than before.

Among the Seven Heroes of Wudang, Yu Lianzhou, the one with the best martial arts, has an even stronger breath.

Yu Lianzhou, at this moment, has stepped into the realm of a master.

The realm of the master, it can be said that it suppresses all martial arts masters of the same generation.

In the entire Yitian world, there are not no masters and masters, but most of them are in their seventies and eighties.

And Yu Lianzhou is only in his early forties now.

To be able to advance to a grand master at this age is really, already very strong.

Of course, he couldn't compare with Zhang Wuji and Zhang Sanfeng, such heavenly wizards.

It was also at this time that Yu Lianzhou slowly opened his eyes, and his exercise and breath adjustment also stopped.

"Master—shh..."

Zhang Sanfeng stopped Yu Lianzhou before he finished speaking.

Yu Lianzhou quickly closed her mouth, but she couldn't hide the joy on her face at all.

Yu Lianzhou quickly came to Zhang Sanfeng. He had a thousand words to say to his master.

However, seeing his fellow apprentices, he still held back.

As time went by, everyone woke up.

"Master, master, I have reached the first-class realm. I feel that within three months, I will be able to break through again."

Mo Shenggu, who was the last to wake up, shouted excitedly.

He is the youngest of the Wudang Seven Heroes and the weakest in martial arts.

At this moment, his realm has reached the peak of a first-class master, within three years, he has the confidence to step into the ranks of peerless masters.

Peerless masters, in this martial arts world where masters do not exist, there are also rare opponents.

For example, the heads of the five sects are only top-notch masters, and a few stronger ones, such as Miejue Shitai and Master Kongwen, have stepped into the ranks of peerless masters.

"It can be regarded as suffocating me, seventh brother, I am also a first-class master, and I will break through within a month." Yin Liting said hastily.

"Haha, seventh brother, you are not the only one, all of us have improved in martial arts." Zhang Cuishan said with a smile.

The Seven Heroes of Wudang.

The boss, Song Yuanqiao, has stepped into the ranks of peerless masters at this moment.

The second child, Yu Lianzhou, stepped into the realm of a master.

The youngest, Yu Daiyan, is just a first-class master, because his injury has just recovered and his skills have not fully recovered.

The fourth eldest, Zhang Songxi, stepped into the ranks of peerless masters.

The fifth child, Zhang Cuishan, stepped into the ranks of peerless masters.

The sixth son, Yin Liting, stepped into the ranks of first-class masters.

The old seventh, Mo Shenggu, stepped into the ranks of first-class masters.

Even Yin Susu has also reached the ranks of first-class masters.